I don't want to be poetic.
Monday, 01/16/06 - 10:32 pm.

I wasn't aware of time until it was 4 pm today. Between going to the supermarket with my sister in law and having to endure my nephew's and niece's emotional rollercoasters (let's not call them tantrums), most of my day had gone by quickly without me noticing.

But I did have a good time for a while in the afternoon, because it started to rain and I could curl up with a book, "John", without no one bothering me.

You know, it's almost my birthday, the Aerosmith concert and the day I'm leaving Houston. I feel caught in a very passive whirlwind, and sometimes I lock myself in the bathroom to see if I can come up with something clever. But no luck.

The end.

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